Dot King was whittled from the bone of Cain. With a little drop of poison in the red, red blood. She need a way to turn around the bend. She said, "I want to walk away and start over again".
And in the summer when the clouds show through. I might go the same way too if. You and I could talk together. Well, what I supposed to do with. . You and I would walk together.
Here we are standing at a crossroads baby. Can't seem to make a move. Don't know which way to choose. We used to fly into the heavens. On the wings of an angel.
Look at the violence that rages in your heart. Screaming in silence, it's tearing you apart. Burning with vengeance, need an answer for your soul. Consider the damage, got nothing you can show.